Sometimes it takes a tragedy to cause us
to take hold of our lives and create triumph.
From the rumble of toppled buildings
to crushed & shattered dreams and hopes;
where we go from here all starts at a beginning.
Do we rebuild from rubble with the same anger,
greed, hate and self centered agenda that brought
them down – brought Us down – in the first place?… —-> Continue…
I am conducting an experiment.
If you would like to know what it is -
please drop me a line for details!
It has often occurred to me that at times
I hold too high of expectations for my son.
What I also realize is that I also carry these
often too high expectation of others
into the world of those around me.… —-> Continue…
I’d rather spend time playing Ping Pong with Dad in the garage.
When I was a kid, we had an Atari set, a Defender & Asteroids arcade game
(actual stand up arcade games!), and a pinball machine in the basement.
We even had satellite TV- one of the first in the area!… —-> Continue…
I remember I had bought
candy bars for the other kids
in class the day they had the
school dance back in grade school.
I left the candy bars on their desks,
and tape recorded the dance while
I hid under a desk – afraid to go into
the gym where the dance was being held.… —-> Continue…
“Always a rainbow”.
It’s one of my favorite things to say.
Still, let’s be clear; the tragedies
and tears are not out of sight;
I am not deaf to the cries of
those who have suffered loss.
Yet we have before us the opportunity of a lifetime;
a chance to look at what we might create
within a life that has been made unrutted.… —-> Continue…
“Will you be a pallbearer?” he asked me.
I looked at him – not understanding the question.
A pallbearer is someone who helps carry a casket
at a funeral, and we weren’t having a funeral.
We were just… we were just here.… —-> Continue…
